The Missing Person

“……within ten metres. If you see this girl using the description provided by the family be sure to call the number shown below as soon as possible and contact the missing person bureau”

I drowned out the mumble of the tv as I tried to read my book. My parents insisted on watching the news everyday and since our house was so small no matter where I was I could hear the tv.

The door bell rang bringing a groan from my lips.

“Honey get the door please,” my mum called from the family room.

I pushed my self up from where I was sitting on a chair.


The door opened and inside the house stood a red headed girl with freckles upon freckles covering her face, she looked extremely annoyed until she saw my face.

I already knew what was going through her head. We were a mirror image down to the last freckle.

Before I came here I had been researching for months or what felt like months until I found my real family and my twin sister.

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